Oriental Oni Sea Chapter Seventy-Four: Yaksha Ghost

Finally the soles of my feet touched the ground, and the black liquid on the ground was very disgusting. It's easy to stick to the soles of my shoes when I step on them, and I don't want these shoes when I go out.

I moved out of the way, and the white vest fell to the ground. He, a person who had lived entirely on fishing for the first half of his life, was used to smelling this fishy smell, so he wasn't too uncomfortable, but he was a little puzzled by the black slime on the ground.

"Boss, what are these, and what about the fat boss and the old generation?" The white vest leaned a little deliberately to my side, as if it was a little afraid of the surrounding environment.

I saw that he was almost huddled with me, so I pushed him away: "I only know that this is a big bug, as for the fat man and the old generation, where did they go?" As I spoke, I gestured a few times at the size of the big bug.

When the white vest heard this, a frightened expression immediately appeared on his face: "What? Does the bug have scales on it? ”

He asked strangely, and I didn't understand what it meant, but I remembered that the big bug was bare, and there might be scales there. I just looked at him and shook my head and asked, "What?" Is there a problem with scaly ones? ”

"The bug you're talking about really doesn't have scales?" The white vest didn't reply to me directly, but continued to ask urgently.

"Why am I lying to you, you can tell me what's wrong with Zhang Scales."

"Boss, I don't want this money, I'm going up." After hearing this, the white vest saw his eyes shake, and suddenly cried out in even more horror. After saying that, he had already turned around and wanted to climb up.

Annoyed, I grabbed the white vest that had climbed up half a meter. This man seems to be very afraid of that kind of fat bug, so even if he doesn't follow me to find someone, I have to ask first.

I forcibly pulled the white vest off, and now the family is even white, and almost wants to kneel down and beg me to let him go.

I really want him to stay, although it doesn't work, but I can always feel at ease with one more person. I looked at his panicked appearance, so I patted the shoulder of the white vest: "Add another 50,000 to you, a total of 100,000, and I will give it to you if I find the fat man." ”

"Boss, just spare me, I don't dare to go even if you give me another million, this money is destined to be earned and not spent." As he spoke, he wanted to kneel down for me again.

I couldn't force people to do it, so I said, "Okay, okay, you can go up, but you have to tell me, what is that big worm?" ”

The white vest was still looking around in a panic, but when he heard me let go, he immediately saw that he was slightly relieved: "What is not a bug, it is a Yaksha ghost, it eats people." ”

White Vest told me a story he heard from the older generation, saying that at the end of the Qing Dynasty, there was a family on the seaside in their area, and the surname was not clear.

The family had a son who happened to be sixteen years old. At this age, the families of other people who catch the sea will already go out to sea alone to fish, but this family is also old, and they have never been willing to take their children out to sea.

But the old father, the only source of livelihood for the family, is too old, and he estimates that he will not be able to go to sea for a few more years. However, when these people went ashore, they had no way to make ends meet, so they had to start taking their sons to the sea to teach fishing skills.

After practicing offshore for more than half a month, they finally decided to go far away, after all, they couldn't get many fish not far from the shore. Before they left, they didn't plan to go out for a long time, at most three days estimated, but once they went, it took half a month to come back, but only the old father came back.

As soon as he came back, he lay in bed, did not eat or drink, and did not say anything to anyone who asked. After all, a person can't bear it without eating or drinking, and this person is about to die in just three or four days.

The people in the village are simple, and you can watch a living person toss himself to death like this. The people of a village came to Langzhong, but in the end they could not save him.

But when this man was dying, he said a very unbelievable thing, and I don't know if his state at that time was a return to the light, in short, the story told made no one in the village dare to spend the night at sea for a long time.

It happened at dusk on the second day of the father-son voyage, and I don't know why they stayed at sea for two days and one night, and laid four or five nets, but they didn't catch as many as when they were offshore, and the largest ones were not the size of the palm of their hands.

I think it's strange, but that's also something that can't be helped, after all, it's all God's job to enjoy food. They all decided to stay another night and then go back, and it was not uncommon for them to return empty-handed.

The sky slowly darkened, and the red lines on the sea in the distance disappeared. The father and son fell asleep at one end of the boat, and when the old father woke up again, it was still dark, and unlike before, there was a fog in the surrounding sea.

The fog was so thick that you could barely see the five fingers sticking out. When he turned around and was about to continue sleeping, out of the corner of his eye, he found that he didn't see his son at the bow of the boat opposite.

In the end, he still didn't hold on, and when he climbed to the other end of the boat, he really didn't see his son. In this vast sea, this blow was like a blow to the head, and the old father woke up in an instant.

Although he knew that the boat was so big, he searched every corner of the boat, but he didn't find it after all. This time it was a desperate one, and it wasn't until the next morning, when the fog finally lifted, that he could see his surroundings clearly.

It was a hellish sea, with thousands of corpses floating on the surface. All the bodies were incomplete, some were only half full, and some did not even have heads.

The color of the sea had turned blood-red, and he was almost unconscious from the sight, but what he saw next made him accept it even more.

In the blood-red water, about a few dozen meters away from him, a corpse floated up from the sea. The corpse was almost white and swollen. But he could still tell from his already somewhat tattered white face that it was his son.

The old father almost collapsed, and in a trance, he still paddled in the direction of his son's body. But just a few meters away from his son's body, another thing emerged from the water.

It was a monster covered in cyan scales, fat and round, with stubby limbs. The old fisherman's father knew very well what it was, but it wasn't because he had seen it before, it was just that the older generation had passed it on by word of mouth, and it was very deeply reflected in his mind.

This monster is the long-standing Yaksha, and the fisherman's old father stopped the boat in a panic, but the thing still heard the movement, and a huge mouth with a hundred or so fangs pointed at him.

The fisherman's father immediately froze in place, but the Yaksha ghost did not come, and when he turned his head and bit down on his son's corpse, it was already a blur of flesh and blood, and the intestines and internal organs were dragged out.

Although he was afraid of this thing, his son was eaten by the Yaksha when he died, which made the fisherman's old father angry, and he gritted his teeth and picked up the harpoon placed on the boat and stabbed the Yaksha ghost.

After several fights, the Yaksha ghost was still defeated, and the intestines picked by the harpoon were pierced through the stomach. The fishermen also tried their best and passed out in the boat. The fishermen could only feel the wind, but they didn't have the strength to open their eyes.

When he woke up again, the fisherman himself was no longer in that part of the sea, and he wanted to retrieve his son's body, but finally drifted on the sea for more than ten days, but did not find it, and finally drifted back to the shore by mistake.

After that, he was found by the villagers and rescued from the shore. Because of the loss of their beloved son, the fishermen did not eat or drink until they finally tossed themselves to death.

"I've told you all, it's a few big bugs with no arms and legs, no scales, it's not what you said, and the story you said is too mysterious, so many corpses floating on the sea, it can't be a single Yaksha, then the fisherman can't survive." I still tried my best to convince the White Vest to stay with me, and almost told me all the loopholes in the story.

The white vest obviously didn't listen, but repeatedly wanted to leave, I really couldn't resist him, so I waved his hand to let him go, it seems that I have to solve the problem myself.

I asked for the knife in the white vest, and this thing still reassured me a little. The rope shook for a while, and there was no movement, and the fellow climbed up almost as fast as a monkey if he had been amnesty.

I didn't have time to look at the room until now, it was similar in size, but the floor was much higher than the ceiling, there wasn't much clutter in the room, and a door was open on one side, and black slime was coming out of it.

When I got to the door, I realized that the door was not opened. The whole door panel was completely overturned, presumably it should be the helplessness of the fat man, I escaped from the fat bugs.

There was a lot of black slime on the door panel, and I tried to avoid the black slime and got behind the door. What I didn't expect was that when I went out, there were passages on my left and right sides, and this was a room door in the middle of the hallway.

I had hoped that I could see the direction of their flight from the traces of the black slime, but when I looked down, I was in trouble. There is black slime on each side of the wooden door panels.

The traces of the slime were obvious, and the footprints of the two of them could be seen in and out, but in a row in each direction. The two of them ran away separately in different directions.

Chasing after that for a while, I hesitated for a while. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to listen to the movement first, so I immediately put my ear on the wooden wall of the hallway, which made it easy to hear the subtle sounds in the sealed space.

What immediately appeared in my ears was the rattling sound, which was already very frequent. Before I could think about whether this was the real sound of the waves, I immediately heard the sound of noisy footsteps in the depths of the corridor on the right side.